Friday, January 9, 2015

Touches Me--Black Series

Silence is your key
A trademark
Your pathway to my Heart.

Touch is your weapon
Wielded swiftly
Quietly you reach my Soul.

Judgement is your relief
Constant in Darkness
Our Light seeps in.

Careful is your motto
Reserve is Sacred
To feel a weakness.

Blessed protection is your gift
Bestowed upon me
I acknowledge your sacrifice.

Gentleness a precious moment 
touches me still
Your Love forever in my Heart.

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